Mcrmy Stories

Short, terribly written fanfics done in under 5 minutes with barely any proof reading. A.K.A. The ramblings of a bored mcr fan who cries a lot

These are different My Chemical Romance scenarios that I have found. Hopefully you guys enjoy them as much as I do.

I think the title says it all.

Just a bunch of MCR memes.

Illi is the school outcast, you on the other hand was in the popular group and also the cheer captain. you'd never given any interest to Illi, just always brushed her off as a freak until final year. When everything changed.

(the cover art is not mine, pls lmk if you know the artist) TW for, rape, self harm, violence, blood, religion (?), trauma/PTSD, panic attacks, a shit ton of guilt and some nsfw stuff confessions: I had no idea how Bert, Adam and Pete acts when I wrote this, so they're probably really out of character, this is probably a lot more graphic than I intended because this bitch really had some shit to cope with. I'm personally not religious (anymore at least) but in this story God has they/them pronouns, I do not take criticism. I hope you enjoy, please leave comments and likes (idk what it's called), if you know me, no you don't. - lemonlimejuices <3

*5 years ago* Bethany Lisa Wood sits in her last day of highschool-ever. She has no plans for her future. Only to get out of the godforsaken town she’d been calling home for the past 19 years of her life. She knew how she was supposed to be sad today, but couldn’t force the grin off her face as she handed in her vocab workbook, saying goodbye to Mrs. K for the last time.

an annoying photobook because i like to make myself cry looking at a 43-year-old's photos.

www.kapwing.com/videos/61bb77ee1a01230142847903 What will happen when Gerard has to choose between spending Christmas at a party with Frank or with his family? (copied from my quotev)

One year after the split of rock band, My Chemical Romance. Gerard tries to make amends, but he will soon realise that some scars just can't heal.

this story is one that has generations in it. there are vampire with special abilities, and many famous people.

Just a short high school fluff fanfic:3

Based of my Ao3 story but in one shot form and (hopefully) written better 👍 Ao3 curse won't get me! (Again) Also guys this is toxic codependent yaoi that is very unhealthy and tragic. Dead dove do not eat. 🤷 Title: sunny day real estate - song about an angel > diary ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Frank Iero's like can be described in 3 words: total shit show. He was an alcoholic, had a shitty minimum wage job, no partner, and almost nothing to his name. The bar was his home, not a place to get a cheap lay or find romance out of anything, he just wanted the cheap drinks and to be left alone. Plus, he would never trust anyone who goes to that shitty, sketchy bar. Until he sees this beautiful man, almost too beautiful to be human. Maybe even angelic. He may just have to have some trust in him.

"Kobra get your ass over here." "Why me?" "You provoked my brother." "He shot me!" "Because you provoked him." Kobra's face started twitching, before he fumed and speed walked over to her, helping her inside. Royal Bullets. More motivation than the regular killjoy. But motivation comes from pain. And Royal knows pain pretty damn well.

It's much better than before

This is a collaborative collection of Frerard one-shots ranging from fluff to lemon and angst. Me and my friend wrote these (as well as our other published stories so go check that out!) enjoy! ⭐️WE ARE TAKING REQUESTS⭐️ TW: cheating, angst, gay, death, drugs, overdose, schizophrenia

Emo High where emo people go to become ultimate emo. (Don't tell me the ppl I add aren't emo I know that, it's because it's fucking funny Kyle. It's called having a sense of humor, And laughing!)

there's not enough love for current gee, he's so soft and handsome. this is gonna be very fluffy and nice, no drama! just nice and calm.

Before this apocalypse of being unique started I thought the world couldn't be anymore narrow minded. Now I see the world for what it is, for what it wants. There's no more art in the world, no more emotions. At least that's the way it is in Batter City, that's why I live in the Zones. I am a Killjoy, and my name is Black Angel